That holiday, Thanksgiving, is too distracting with all of the food. The meaning of it is to be grateful for all of your blessings. The first thing that comes to my mind is food of course. That is not the point. The holiday is a break from work and school to look in retrospect at how blessed we all are. Everyone has something to be thankful for. As I redefine this holiday for my brain, I realize it is one moment where we are all supposed to have that one moment in which we cease the chasing, the chasing of the mansion, the new BMW, or the Michael Kors only for a few hours, then back to goals.
I love this holiday but for all of the wrong reasons: food and gluttony. The most wonderful memory I have of Thanksgiving is about four years ago when my parents were still married. Things were less complicated, I was a kid. I did not have to worry about my future. I didn't appreciate that time. I didn't appreciate my parents being together. That Thanksgiving was the same year my grandparents came up and stayed with us. My grandmother cooked. It was so great. I can not help but feel like it seemed so perfect because it is in the past. I am sure I had a stain on my new sweater that day or had a stomach ache, but I choose to only remember the amazing things of those few days.
But thisThanksgiving was worthwhile as well.
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